I watched the wonderful Shakespeare Sessions with John Barton on my TiVo yesterday.

Long ago there was this amazing series called Playing Shakespeare that he did, which was like this master class on how to perform Shakespeare that I have always wished would come out on DVD or something, because it was amazing, so I was thrilled to see this show, even if it only was an hour long.

It fired me up for Moon, it really did. O'Neill is of course different than Shakespeare, but it is incredibly difficult in some of the same ways because of the language and the emotional switchbacks.

Of course, all of the character is inside of me, pretending to be someone I'm not, thinking that if someone gives me a compliment that they are making fun of me, loving someone with all my heart and being unable to tell them, loving someone so broken that my love cannot fix him. Yeah, that's all my life, I don't have to reach for it, I have to admit, it's far more about allowing myself to show that part of myself.

Everyone said that the sexuality on Women was so hard, but it was easy because it was about being confident--showing weakness, especially weakness that is completely true, that's the hard thing.

And of course, the fact that half of my mind is taken up with worrying about Omar doesn't help matters, I'd far rather be able to concentrate completely on Josie. I think sometimes, why is he doing this to me during the most difficult show of my life? But of course, it's not him doing anything to me, I'm doing it all to myself. Fortunately, it's all great for the show.

Very that line from Fame, "I hate Ralph Garcie, I hate him! I must remember this feeling and use it in my acting!

In the evening I watched the Bee and ate pie.

The Bee being the National Spelling Bee, of course. I was so thrilled that it was now, right after I saw and loved Spellbound so much. It was really just as exciting as the movie, practically, especially as the rounds go on and you recognize the kids.

Also, it's fun to see how many of the words I can spell. I did well with the French words, like "boudin", or anything having to do with cooking. I knew "gigot" because of Two Fat Ladies, and "linnet" because of the song "Greenfinch and Linnet Bird" from Sweeney Todd. And I knew "betony" from some children's book or another. "Dipnoous" I didn't know at all.

Still haven't heard from John or Jesse. I can only assume that they are both dead.

Lenten entries missed:

Never explained why she hadn't updated in so long, proved that no matter what it was anywhere else, it was spring in Texas, and re-iterated her utterly useful travel tips.

Today's horoscope:
Your proprietary gestures give you the air of an owner or host. If you know what's going on, explain it to the newcomers. Don't play favorites -- everybody has a light to shine and a song to sing.

One year ago today:
I was born in 1964. Am I really only two years away from the silver Care Plan? Lord have mercy.

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